it was like a dream- or, well, nightmare- a really, really shitty nightmare, from the moment she was no longer in control of her own body, forced to watch as someone else piloted herself like she was a gundam or something, to now. over the last few weeks, she'd learned a bit more about it all- sorcerers, curses, jujutsu- she saw the man who ran the cult her father took her to when she was young, but he was different- she saw fudō, but they were different too.
honestly, it was almost like she was stuck watching a movie but couldn't leave the theater. until- suddenly she could. she hadn't seen fudō in a while; the one called kenjaku had sent them away on some mission, something about getting rid of the other players, while she- or, the one controlling her- stayed put. she didn't know exactly what was happening, but next thing she knew, she had control once again- only . . . it wasn't like before, when the woman was still in her mind, could still take over again. there was another woman present now, one soraia had only seen in passing over her time here- but as she spoke, she used the same old speech-style the woman also named suiren had been using; soraia could only assume that suiren had left her body in order to take over the other woman's.
suiren- not the one soraia was still worried about, but the woman- had said something about a vow being completed, and that it was her duty to now bring soraia somewhere to complete kenjaku-sama's part of the agreement. [ apparently the place she had to go was a school. ]
" here- eat this ", @shokansha murmured.
" huh . . . ? oh- thanks. " her attention snaps back to the present, looking from the offered food then up at the woman- soraia had met her a while back, well before any of this happened; she was older, lived in kyōto, and apparently fudō's friend since they were both in high school. ( iori-san was way too cool for fudō, though. ) soraia had seen a few other faces that she'd recognized- fudō's doctor friend, ieiri-sensei- gojō was here too, but he looked different as well. there was even that kid who'd come by the shop a lot, itadori-kun- she'd gotten a brief rundown from the other woman while they were en route, learning that the school was a place to train sorcerers, something everyone here was. she'd wanted to ask more, but shortly after explaining soraia's presence to iori-san, suiren had vanished, going to talk to some guy with cyan hair.
" this has just been . . . a lot to take in, you know? like- so you're- you're a sorcerer too, right? that's what the- the other suiren said- that you're all sorcerers? "
